If you can get past Tarantino’s excessive use of blood and guts, which he is famous for, this was a great movie.

I’m a big time Western movie fan, following the greats like John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, Randolph Scott, Gary Cooper, Charles Bronson, Jimmy Stewart, and the beat goes on.

But Blacks in westerns are rare, even though Blacks were in the west during the entire history of this country. They were ranchers, farmers, hunters, businessmen, you name it. But only a handful of movies have depicted Black men and women in the west, such as “Buffalo Soldiers,” Danny Glover; “Posse,” Mario Van Peebles; “100 Rifles” and “Take A Hard Ride” Jim Brown; and the three classics by Sidney Poitier, “A Good Day To Die,” “Buck and the Preacher” and “Duel at Diablo.”

Foxx as usual did a fantastic job of playing the character of Django, who was a slave freed by a bounty hunter who taught him the trade. It also exposed the great equalizer in the west, the one thing more than anything else that made all men equal, and some superior to others, the Colt 45 or the Smith and Wesson.

But as good as Foxx was Jackson almost stole the movie as he showed once again why he’s one of the greatest actors to ever set foot in Hollywood.

He was the perfect Uncle Tom, Clarence Thomas character on the plantation. He wasn’t the typical dumb Negro. He was far more intelligent than his master or any other White person on the plantation, yet he accepted his role as a slave and made sure everyone else stayed in their place.

We have a lot of these Black people in the corporate world today. Blacks who work harder than Whites to keep Black people in their place which is below the White man or totally outside looking in, and sincerely believe they are doing the right thing. He made you hate him, yet ask, why is he doing this? What is wrong with him?

Kerry Washington played Foxx’s love interest, but a relatively small role in the film.

This movie will keep Foxx and Jackson out front as two of the hottest and most talented actors in Hollywood.